Love Fatefully

Love Fatefully

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Romance
Do you believe in Fate? Two people, lived in different lives. One is a billionaire playboy who doesn't believe in marriage because of his parents history. While the other is a Catholic Novice, a Nun in training, who is just waiting to be ordained and be married to God. But destiny or rather their grandmothers' intervened, and they got married in the end. Now, the question is, will they be able to overcome their differences?
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James Parker is the playboy heir to YumYum Tea Company. The problem is that his parents won't hand the company to an irresponsible party boy. They devise a plan-James will have an arranged marriage to Sofia, the daughter of a family friend. Only after he settles down will James get the company. And Sofia? She's marrying James for money. Her father needs to pay off his debts, so he sells her off. Sofia wants to give their marriage a real chance, but James only wants an open relationship. What happens when Sofia meets a new man? What will become of Sofia and James? Do they stand a chance? Read on to find out! EXCERPT: "Open your legs," he whispers. I shake my head, refusing. I'm already growing wetter by the second. "Open them," he urges, nibbling on my earlobe. He's going to push me, and if I don't listen he might punish me further. I separate my thighs slowly, and he strokes higher. My breath hitches as he strokes me outside my underwear. My damp panties smell of my arousal. I curl my toes as his hand, hidden underneath my jacket, pushes my panties to the side and strokes my wet folds.

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